Gone Poem by Violet Creek

Gone



When you go away,
you're gone.

When you come back,
your not the same.

Somewhere in between,
here and there,
some little piece of you,
disappeared.

Every time,
you come and go,
you don't come back whole.

It's just little differences,
nothing extreme,
but your still not the same.

I wish,
you where still whole.

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